Stories From The Head

Commuting in Time (Rubber Knives – Hungry Wives) Horehud was not exactly pretty, but he had a repulsive being. This was perhaps the main reason why his father had left him on the on the stairs of the local badger store even before his birth. The only thing that kept him from freezing to death was his dead mother, in who’s stomach he nested. But let us make a leap nine years ahead in time. Horehud had just celebrated his sixth birthday. He was five at the time and had made friends with his father again. His father, Tyinnemainn, had a problem: His new wife, Sælspekk, had grown abnormally fat from Fettbrød, the high calorie bread that had become so popular in the region of Kvitmyr. He asked his son for advice. Horehud gave it some thought and replied: “You have to replace the ordinary bread knife with a rubber knife. That way she will be unable to cut the bread. First she will grow hungry, then the...” These words of wisdom spoken spoken by his six year old son made a great impression on him, and he decided to do what his son had urged him to. Three years later, on Horehud’s tenth birthday, his father showed up again, carrying a little, black stick. “Please let me introduce you to my wife, Sælspekk.” “I’m sorry, dad, but I can’t let you do that.” As Horehud turned away to welcome the other guests, he thought to himself: “So, it worked after all...” The next thing he knew he had commuted in time...

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